We had a wonderful day celebrating Hollands third birthday. Uncle Mark and Aunt Susie were kind enough to let us have a little gathering at their house with family and friends. We had a bbq, swam, and let off balloons at 3:33. I love the little tradition we have. I love pausing, thinking about her, smiling, and looking up into the sky. And perhaps above all, I love all of the people all over the world that join us in remembering our girl. People sent up balloons in Oregon, California, Washington, Nevada, Utah, Alaska, Minnesota, New York, and even Spain. Thanks for your sweet texts, emails, pictures, etc. It makes our family feel loved and it is comforting to know that she isn't forgotten.
It was different to celebrate her birthday with another baby. It changed the experience for me. I felt much more relaxed celebrating, I think I felt less pressure in a way. But at the same time, it makes my experience with Wembley bittersweet. In the very moment that I am soaking up Wembley and loving having her, I am wondering what Holland would be like at this age, and what it would be like for her to be the age she would be. It makes me miss her and even though our lives feel somewhat hectic and crazy, always makes me wish she were around.
2 comments:
I am so glad that your tradition is something we can be a part of every year even though we can never be with you. Wes was still talking about it a few weeks later.
Happy Birthday to sweet Holland. I love the tradition you guys have. Next year Zeke will actually be able to hold a balloon and let it go.
I'm sure it was different to celebrate her birthday with Wembley there.
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